Stranger

Everybody oughta treat a stranger right – long way from home
Christ came down a stranger
He didn’t have no home
Well they layed him in a manger
You know the oxen kept him warm
All of us down here are strangers
None of us really have a home
You gotta treat everybody as your brother
And you know you won’t come to harm

Music by Blind Willie Johnson, Words by Blind Wille Johnson and Chris Turner

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